Word: dissing
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...disinterest with which its rock counterpart is treated is surprising. Sure, talking trash is arguably a constitutive element of rap; its origins can be traced back to the MC “battle” at Bronx block parties and it has recently evolved into recorded “diss tracks.” But many of the same motivations that fuel today’s rap battles are shared by those in the rock world—the stress of life in the spotlight, the diva-ish tendencies of celebrities—and result in trashed vans, fistfights...
...featured on rap albums, cut a diss track about Cornell West...
...discrimination policy is just an excuse to diss the military: Harvard has been antagonistic towards the armed services since long before anyone ever talked about gays in the military. Bowing to pressure following the 1969 takeover of University Hall by Vietnam War protesters, the school ended official recognition of campus ROTC activities, an affront not only to our nations defense, but to the many students whod voluntarily signed up to serve our country. Apparently these protesters wanted even more young people to be subject to the draft, because that was the likely result...
...personal favorite track is “Mrs. Holy Roller,” a diss-track against Michelle, “a former friend,” who can’t wait to tell Smith that if he “doesn’t believe what [she] believes [he’s] going to hell.” There have been far too many diss-tracks scattered amongst the denizens of the hip-hop world and far too few attacks on born-again Christians. Finally, this deficiency is rectified. Plus, there is an extended chant that religious intolerance...
...Piggy Bank,” a gritty diss track with a sing-song hook, 50 flaunts his success: “Clickety clank, clickety clank, the money goes into my piggy bank.” After disparaging Fat Joe (“My shit sold 11 mil/His shit was a dud”) and Jadakiss (“Jada, don’t fuck wit me, if you wanna eat/’Cuz I’ll do yo little ass like Jay did Mobb Deep”), he challenges his enemies to “do something...